Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1887-09-15
The ldLOve is Best.

"Quarrelled with your lover; For
shamer exclaimed Mr.. Wentworth.
"Quarrelled with Frank Why,
how could you, Nellici" was his
wife's remark, addressing her sister.
"Don't look so Mortified" said
that young lady. "You were kind
enough to ask me to spend the win.
ter with you, and declined because
| thought was in love with Frank.
Wei. | find | am not, so | have
/ come" She stood before them still
dusty from travel, but looking very
charming in her tailor made suit.
81 am coming out at your recep-
tion, she added gayly. Il intend
TO catch a millionaire and be happy
| forever afterward."
81 sincerely hope so" said her
brother-in- law obviously.
And why noti" replied the gay
girl, turning sharply on him.
Doesn't everybody, nowadays, say
that moneys the chief good? You've
got so much Of it yourself eou don't
understand about others. You can
afford TO be romantic; but | can't.
And as for living all my days in
/ poky little rectory-"
"Ah, my dearr' interposed her
sister, with depreciating shake of
! her head.
There, now, don't be didactic,"
retorted Nellie, laughing again. 1T
/ doesn't become you, darling, and
besides l intend to have my own
way. l always did have it, you
know"
Nothing more was said at the time
about Frank and the winter that
followed was the liveliest socially
for years.
Mrs. Wcntwortl's beautiful sister
became quite belle and before Lent
she bad dozen proposals, which
she promptly rejected as they were
offered
To tell the truth. Nellie was
heartily sick of society. The men
she found all fops and the women
marionettes.
81 am disgusted with them all,
she said to herself, 'and with myself
most Of all I'd rather 90 back and
marry the parson and mend stock
ings in the bay window Of the rec
tory than marry the best man in
society"
But the parson isn't there now
said Mrs. Wentworth to her one
day, when she had repeated some
thing like this in her presence.
What has he left Dingley par
ish;" and she gave a great gasp,
while the color fed from her cheeks.
"Yes, / heard he had. ~
Left Dingley parishI" What, for
| good;'
$50 / suppose. Some rich city
church has called him. They thought
the jewel required finer setting -
"And IT did" she said, frankly.
Frank was too great for us and our
little village / might have seen II.
Why hasn't anybody written;
Mother knew that lat least, she
might have thought it would have
been Of some little interest TO me"
Mamma knew YOU had thrown
him over, and took it for granted,
] suppose, that YOU didn't care to
hear"
Nellie's reply was q significant
shrug Of the shoulders.
''l shall never sec him again. 7
suppose . she said that night how
ever, 90 her sister
"He will find you yet, dear" said
Agnes.
Never. You've no idea how
horribly / treated him. Now /
suppose he'll go hunting for
wealthy woman. Wei, 1 doa't
care"
But she did care Her tears I'm
the night watches attested 10 IT,
She cared in her own language, tre-
mendously.
The next day was Sunday.
Nellie could hardly be induced to
60 90 church She had suffered I'M
learning, too late. perhaps. the
priceless worth OF the heart she had
dared to tu1e with.
The church was at a goodlv dis.
tance, and Nellie, as she entered
with downcast eyes and heavy
heart, felt desperately in need Of its
strengthening service. Atthc first
sound Of the rcctor's voice, howcv-
er, shiver OF delight thrilled to her
heart She dared not, at the mo.
mcnt, lift her eyes, she felt so hum.
blCd; but when She did oafhcr The